"There! I see it again," cried the quick-eyed Bobby.
"My goodness, gracious me!" gasped Purt, who was craning his neck to see into the tree tops so that the back of his high collar sawed his neck. "I—I thought it looked like a blue-jay."
"Say!" exclaimed Lance. "You're looking in the wrong direction."
"It's a monkey!" cried Dora Lockwood, at that moment.
"It's Tony Allegretto's monkey," added her twin.
Some of the others caught sight of the animal then. It was truly the large monkey the friends had seen only the week before at the amusement park at the other end of the island.
"He's run away!" cried Laura.
"I hope he has," Dorothy Lockwood said. "That Italian didn't treat him kindly. What was his name?"
"He called the monk 'Bébé'," said Lance.
"Let's see if he will come down to us," suggested Laura, crossing the hollow.